Shen Jiayin was puzzled and touched her face to see if she had a fever.
Zhuang Ruyu suddenly grabbed her outstretched hand and then fell onto her body, not moving.
Shen Jiayin was startled by her action, looking down, she just saw what seemed like a tear at the corner of her eye, and was even more shocked.
What happened?
Did she have a fight with her husband?
"Zhuang, Miss Zhuang, Miss Zhuang."
She called twice, but there was still no response.
Shen Jiayin looked around, wondering if she should call someone for help. But where should she take Zhuang Ruyu? As she hesitated, feeling a bit at a loss, she unconsciously picked up the phone and dialed.
In the afternoon, Jun Ye was accompanying Ku Wenqing to organize lecture materials at the military academy. As evening approached, he was planning to call his wife to invite her to dinner together. At this moment, his wife's call came first.
"Ziye."
Her voice was somewhat anxious, yet still very pleasant.
